If These Walls Could Talk Tour. Lucas’ First Birthday. Manila Pride Parade 2010.

I hate it when I plan ahead on where I’m going to be and what I’m going to do and then it doesn’t push through, but Saturday was different. See originally the plan was to 1. Attend Lucas’ First Birthday Bash then 2. Watch PETA’s Dragon Tales.

But because Carlos Celdran is awesome (you may have heard of him) and was celebrating Pride too, he had a very lovely tweet for his Pride day tour. And because I’ve always wanted to go to one of his tours, I irrele-ed my previous Saturday plan and went with Jean Natividad.

The “If These Walls Could Talk Tour” was awesome, who would’ve thought that walls could be such interesting things? Carlos made those walls interesting, no, actually those walls were already interesting, Carlos just made us realize how interesting they were. And “If These Walls Could Talk” on Pride Day? LOL.

We're like, buddies now.

Also, CARLOS, Y U SO ANIMATED?

The tour ended just before lunch time and apparently we can still make it to Lucas’ birthday bash since it was going to be in a hotel along Roxas Boulevard, a hop-skip-jump away from where we were.

Yeah, lots of food, lots of old people, lots of lechon, and only one other kid present but hey at least they fist-bumped. So you go Lucas Godzilla Roar and I’m-going-to-be-gwapo-when-I-grow-up kid.

And on to the cherry at the top of the sundae, or the dessert after a meal, or whatever (basta the best part of the day, you get the point.) *drum roll* The Pride Parade! It’s my first time to go see one and I was expecting hot topless men with ripped abs (like the ones I see on pictures from other Pride Parade around the world) and I got hot topless men with ripped abs + hot women + hot men with cute dogs + A CUTIE PATOOTIE COUPLE.

*sighs*

*sighs*

Fine Kuya in Red, go belat us all you want. ONGGONDUH.

I’m tired of writing. LOL. Imma caption and kwento na lang. It was a visually fulfilling experience after all. (And a picture says a thousand words blah blah yadda yadda yadda.)

PINK ROCKERS. Awesome concept, I mean they're just not concepts, they're actual persons but hey you get my point.

I don't know Ate and why kasama siya sa picture na ito, K.

Don't know if he's actually gay but he's selling lubricants and condoms. And apparently you can get people to buy these things if you take your shirt off. LOL.

Gay Scout FTW.

Matching tank tops, matching shorts, matching dogs. What is cuteness?

Jesus affirmed Lover and me.

Lemme just say that my *constant companion* for that day, Jean Natividad should get a Tiis Ganda Award for going about that day with her fab boots on. She walked in those boots. (And boy, we did a lot of walking. Hello walking tour, hello parade.) She danced in those boots. She sat on the curb, drinking, in those boots. She crashed a party in those boots. She said, “Live a little,” in those boots. She wore a party hat with flowing rainbow thingies while covering the parade in those boots. And she took all these photos with those boots. Hat tip to you, Jean.

What is resourcefulness? Birthday hats from Lucas' party plus the rainbow thingy they were giving out = instant mema-costume. We mixed the FB Profile Photo Cartoon Advocacy with the Gay Pride Parade. That's Prism for you all.

Last photo, me and my *buddy* Mr. Pride 2010, Carlos, sharing a fun moment.

FFC. Forever Feeling Close.

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